Queen Nirvana stood amidst the lush foliage, her granddaughter by her side. Sunlight streamed through the glass ceiling, casting a warm glow over them as they prepared for the lesson.
"Now listen to me, Mira," Queen Nirvana began, her voice authoritative, "To get a hang of that power running through your veins, as a beginner, close your eyes and feel the life around you. Our spring power is not just about making things grow; it's about connecting with the life force within nature."
Mira, was Queen Nirvana's hybrid daughter born when her useless son Theodore dallied with their sister race, the elves. The girl had delicate, pointed ears peeking out from her golden tresses, even though it was a bit longer, a reminder of her elvish heritage. There was a hint of mischief in the curve of her rose-colored lips and a glint of wide curiosity in those green, knowing eyes. However, she knew to behave when practicing with her austere grandmother.
